I used to have a link to a store where I sold physical copies, but then I ran out of money and deleted that site without backing up. Well done Joe.
If you want to buy my book, Things Keep Happening, I’ll likely do what I can to talk you out of it. It’s a good book, but it’s a book written by an impatient twenty-something who was desperate to do something with what he created – spelling mistakes and all. If you insist on buying my book, I’ll sell it to you on the proviso that you don’t actually read it. Please, don’t do that to me.
Email me at joseph.timms@gmail.com and we can haggle over price. As long as it covers postage and a pint then I’ll be happy.
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Charlie was good looking, popular, and twenty three years old when he killed himself. But this is not his story.
This is the story of John, who doesn’t know why Charlie did it but is content with dulling that question with alcohol. This is the story of Matthew, who hides his grief by throwing himself into a new social high-life of partying and drugs. And it’s the story of Vanessa, who never met the dead boy, but sees in herself the same turmoil and sadness he must’ve felt.
As the three of them deal with the repercussions of Charlie’s death and their own sudden mortality, they have to choose between saving each other and saving themselves.

